Why I’m not a professional basketball player

There was a 6′ 6″ kid at my high school who couldn’t dunk a basketball. I couldn’t dunk a basketball either, but I had a legitimate excuse; I was only 5’9″.

“If I was HIS height, I’d be in the National Basketball Association”, I muttered to my best friend who was 5’3″. “Yeah, and if I was YOUR height”, he interrupted, “I would be in the National Basketball Association.”

It’s all too easy to look at someone else’s situation as easier than ours. How much greater our lives would be, we suppose, if we only possessed another person’s advantages. But relative to someone else, we ARE that other person. There’s always someone looking at how “easy” we have it while imagining all the amazing feats they’d be performing if they had the luxury of living in our shoes.

When it comes down to it, our lives are what they are because of what we do or don’t do with what we have.